"To tell you the truth, I hope Ninth Uncle can help me pick an auspicious day to lift my father's coffin and move his grave!”
Lin Jiu didn't agree immediately. Instead, he asked Ren Fa about his birth characters and his late father's birth characters.
He raised his right hand and counted. After thinking for a while, he looked up at Old Master Ren, who was looking forward to it.
"Old Master Ren, lifting a coffin and moving a grave is not a small matter, especially for the ancestors. It's better to avoid trouble!”
"I understand! Ninth Uncle, I won't let you work for nothing. The price is negotiable! That's easy!"
Ren Chu raised his left hand and stretched out his five fingers.
"Since Old Master Ren insists, I will naturally cooperate fully. I just calculated that with my late father and Old Master Ren's birth characters, it will be the fifteenth day of the first lunar month in two days, suitable for earth-moving!”
"Alright, alright. Leave this matter to Ninth Uncle. Just tell my butler to prepare everything you need!”
Hearing Lin Jiu's agreement, Ren Fa revealed a satisfied smile.
After all, things that could be solved with money weren't a problem at all, not to mention that he knew that Lin Jiu was a person with real ability.
And if you want someone with the ability to do things, you have to pay more!
The coffee was just for a taste. Since they had reached an agreement, they naturally went to take action without stopping. Moreover, their daughter, Ren Tingting, was back. Ren Fa didn't want to stay long.
He instructed the kitchen to pack a few boxes of egg tarts for Lin Jiu to taste.
The group walked out of the teahouse. Ren Tingting was a woman after all, so Ren Fa asked her to leave first.
His master, Lin Jiu, should have gone back as well. Who knew that Ren Fa would suddenly pull Lin Jiu over and ask him to check out the feng shui of this teahouse!
As his disciple, Zhang Wenjie could only wait at the side with two boxes of egg tarts. As for Wen Cai, that guy with green beetles on his brain, he used the excuse of looking for Qiu Sheng to escape.
"Ninth Uncle, how is the location of my teahouse?”
The Ren family's business plummeted. Although they had a strong family background, they could not withstand such losses.
Ren Fa suddenly wanted to hear what Lin Jiu had to say about this.
"It's easy to amass wealth in a small house. It's a place of great wealth and nobility!”
Lin Jiu knew that the teahouse was the work of her peers at a glance. She didn't even need to look at it and pick up good words to deny it.
Upon hearing Lin Jiu's words, a sincere smile appeared on Ren Fa's face. Then, he bid farewell and would meet again when the grave was moved.
"Pa!"
Zhang Wenjie followed his master, Lin Jiu, to Aunt Qiusheng's rouge and cosmetic shop. He had only taken a few steps when he heard a loud slap.
Ren Tingting ran out with her hands on her chest after she shouted " hooligan."
He turned his head to look at the red courtyard opposite the rouge and cosmetic shop. Zhang Wenjie turned his head to Qiu Sheng, who was lying on the ground after being slapped, and gave him a smile that all men understood.
As for Wen Cai, who was running around like a headless fly, he wanted to follow Ren Tingting, but he was stopped by his master, Lin Jiu, halfway.
"Master, Qiu Sheng, he…"
"Shut up!"
Lin Jiu watched as Wen Cai pointed at Happy Red Court diagonally across from him, stopping Wen Cai from letting out the cuckoo of a hen.
Two days passed in a flash, and Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng were naturally dragged by Master Lin Jiu to apologize.
As for Zhang Wenjie, he went to the town's shoe store to order a pair of custom-made shoes. He spent his free time in the mortuary preparing talismans.
On the day they agreed to move the grave, Master Lin Jiu had already changed into a Daoist robe.
As for Zhang Wenjie, he was the same. He put on his specially made shoes and tied a bundle of golden rope around his waist.
There was a bell hanging on each end of the rope, and in his left upper pocket was a yellow talisman and a demon-subduing needle used for sneak attacks.
Just as the sunlight pierced through the morning fog, Lin Jiu and his disciples left the mortuary and set off in the direction of Ren Town.
Just as they entered the Ren family town, Ren Fa's butler, Lai Fu, jogged over. After a while, he led them to the place where Ren Fa's father was buried.
Before he even got close, he heard a duck voice. When he got closer, he realized that this person had a fat head and a pair of thick glasses on his oily face. He was surrounding Ren Fa's daughter, Ren Tingting, and flattering her.
When Zhang Wenjie and the others appeared, Ren Tingting pointed at them and muttered to the person beside her.
Zhang Wenjie looked at the guy's attire and the way he was surrounding Ren Tingting to curry favor with her. He knew that it was the famous Captain Ah Wei!
Ugly people often do mischief!
Zhang Wenjie reached for the Demon Subduing Needle in his pocket and glanced at his master Lin Jiu, who was chatting with Ren Fa, from the corner of his eye. Then, he withdrew his hand.
After the altar was set up, they were ready to start digging!
Money meant strength in numbers. Ren Fa looked at the busy workers at his father's grave and chatted with Lin Jiu about the past.
"With Ninth Uncle's ability, I don't need to say anything more to know that this graveyard is a good acupuncture point!”
Lin Jiu frowned when he heard that. He walked toward the altar with his hands behind his back.
"This top quality cave is called the Tingting Water Cave. The cave is thirty-four feet long and only four feet can be used. It is thirteen feet wide and only three feet can be used.”
"Impressive, Ninth Uncle!"
Ren Fa originally wanted to test Lin Jiu's knowledge, but he didn't expect Lin Jiu to be so skilled. Ren Fa gave him a thumbs up to show his admiration!
"Burial? Master, what is a funeral? Is it the romantic French funeral?”
Once again, Wen Cai, who had a bad mouth, accurately destroyed his master, Lin Jiu.
"A spiritual burial is a vertical burial!"
Zhang Wenjie tugged at Wen Cai, who was still showing off, and then explained what Fa Zang meant.
With Zhang Wenjie's explanation, Lin Jiu's face looked a little better. She was more satisfied with Zhang Wenjie, but more dissatisfied with Wen Cai.
"A great teacher produces an outstanding disciple!"
Ren Fa said some nonsense to flatter Lin Jiu, then repeated the words of the feng shui master from back then.
"That Feng Shui master also said that if the ancestors were buried vertically, the descendants would definitely be rich and noble!”
"Then Old Master Ren, did your words come true?”
"It would be great if it works like this. Ever since my late father's burial, although the Ren family's business did not plummet, there was still some hope. However, for some reason, they have been unable to do anything in recent years. Not only have they lost all their capital, but they have also lost a lot of money!”
Ren Fa ignored Lin Jiu's questioning tone and spoke of the embarrassment he had encountered.
"Not necessarily. At least no one died!”
Lin Jiu knew that Old Master Ren had said half of what he wanted to say. Who would be willing to let go of such a good place?
However, he was still a generous man, so he had to give him some face.
Ninth Uncle, what do you mean?"
No matter how slow Ren Fa was, he knew that there was something he didn't know, so he hurriedly asked Lin Jiu.
"I think you know how this land came to be back then!”
"Ahem, but I also gave him a lot of money!”
Ren Fa seemed to have been seen through. He coughed to cover it up and explained.
"As the name suggests, dragonfly skimming the water is like a snowflake covering the top. Now that we're using this kind of foreign soil to cover the top, isn't it impervious to water?”
"Maybe you gave enough money, or maybe that feng shui master still had a conscience and specifically asked you to lift the coffin and move the grave twenty years later, but…"
"But what? Cough cough…Ninth Uncle is here. I believe Ninth Uncle will be able to solve the problem!”
Ren Fa thought that Lin Jiu would pay extra for picking him up, so he pretended to cough twice to show that it was okay.
Lin Jiu heard Ren Fa's misunderstanding and was about to say something when Zhang Wenjie interrupted him." Master, there seems to be a coffin over there!"”
When Lin Jiu heard Zhang Wenjie's words, he turned his head to the grave. He saw the trackers lifting the coffin out and placing it horizontally on the wooden ties. They skillfully placed the coffin horizontally on the wooden ties.
Seeing this, Lin Jiu could only deal with serious matters first. He walked to the coffin and scattered a handful of money."Everyone, today is the day that Ren Gongwei and Yong will see the light of day again. All those who are 36, 22, 35, and 48 years old and are born in the year of chicken or ox, turn around and leave.”
"The retreat is complete. Everyone, tidy up your clothes and open the coffin!”
Zhang Wenjie turned his body back. After all, he was born in the year of the ox. He still needed to put on an act!
Just as he was about to open the coffin, the sound of crows cawing came from the nearby forest, and a group of crows flew up.
Lin Jiu was already a little worried about the Fengshui Master. Now that the birds suddenly chirped, Lin Jiu couldn't help but look serious.
Crows were birds of death. It was not a good sign for crows to be startled at this time.
After receiving Priest Lin's instructions, the two of them pushed the coffin lid open.
Instantly, a wave of black gas floated out from the coffin. Those who approached the coffin only felt a cold and piercing feeling.
Lin Jiu narrowed his eyes and frowned as he stared at the corpse lying in the coffin.
"Daddy ~"
Ren Fa rubbed his eyes hard. His father would never mistake him, even though it had been almost twenty years.
"Father, this child is truly unfilial, disturbing your peace!”
" Grandfather!" Ren Tingting cried out in surprise when she saw her grandfather lying in the coffin without any signs of decay. She then gently knelt beside Ren Fa.
"Junior Brother, did you see that? Black gas jumped out of the coffin!”
Wen Cai tilted his head and asked Zhang Wenjie in a low voice.
Zhang Wenjie looked at the corpse in the coffin with a serious expression." I saw it. It's a murderous aura. It's like a dragonfly touching the surface of the water and covering the earth. It'll be strange if it's good!"”
"What are the two of you muttering about? How dare you slander my great grandfather? Do you believe that I won't arrest you and put you in jail?”
The security captain Ah Wei, who had long disliked this pretty boy, immediately roared hoarsely and showed off in front of his cousin.
Zhang Wenjie tilted his head and glanced at the four-eyed dwarf. He didn't even have the mood to pay attention to him.
"Father ~"
Ren Fa covered his eyes with his right hand and wailed in a hoarse voice. After putting down his hand, he looked at the person in the coffin with red eyes.
"Ninth Uncle, do you think this acupoint can still be used?”
Ren Fa's eyes were red but there were no tears. He stood up and walked towards Lin Jiu, pointing at the coffin.
"Old Master Ren, you can't do it again. This acupoint is already crippled!”
Lin Jiu shook his head, expressing his understanding of Ren Fa's delusions.
"Ah! That! What should we do then?"
"Then! Then Ninth Uncle, can you help me find another acupuncture point?”
Lin Jiu shook his head when he heard Ren Fa's request. It would be easy to move a corpse if it was just a skeleton, but the corpse in the coffin could not be buried again.
"Old Master Ren, it's impossible to move the grave. I suggest…cremation!”
"Cremate? No, no, his biological father was most afraid of fire. He absolutely could not be cremated!”
Ren Fa was a businessman, and his reputation was too important. Moving his father's grave was to change his fate. If he burned the body, how could he change his fate?
Not to mention the gossips of the others, if he was called an unfilial son, it would be like being struck by lightning for Ren Fa who cared about his face. Naturally, he rejected Lin Jiu's words!
" Old Master Ren, if we don't cremate him…" Lin Jiu hated this kind of guy the most. No matter how he tried to persuade him, it was useless.
"Master, I think it's better to listen to Old Master Ren!”
Zhang Wenjie interrupted his master, Lin Jiu. After all, it was hard to persuade a dead man!
Who knew that his master had a foul mouth and said that he would not cremate the corpse. The first thing he did when he turned into a corpse was to kill his loved ones, causing Ren Fa to retreat. He used the name of an unfilial son to ask his master to cremate the corpse.
Whether Ren Fa died or not had nothing to do with Zhang Wenjie. If Ren Weiyong did not turn into a corpse, how could Zhang Wenjie pull the chestnuts out of the fire!
After Zhang Wenjie's reminder, Lin Jiu knew that she was being paid to do things. Even if she wanted to, she couldn't just say it out loud. After all, everyone cared about their reputation.
"In that case, Old Master Ren, let's find another tomb to bury you.”
"Alright, alright. I'll have to trouble Ninth Uncle for everything!”
As the sun set and night fell, Ren Fa didn't want to stay here any longer, so he took his daughter to the sedan chair and quickly descended the mountain.
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